Friday, 26 September 2014

Thundershowers hit just before midnight, drowning out the horn honks and noisemaker blare that usually signaled New Years on the strip, bringing 1950 to the West Hollywood substation in a wave of hot squeals with meat wagon backup.

Hardboiled/Noir

'It was one of those hot dry Santa Annas that come down thru the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands' necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge. ............ Red Wind- Raymond Chandler